Chapter 59
Lin Han's residence was not high up, and it only took a few minutes to get up.
After He Yunting nodded in agreement, he disappeared from under the light and walked upstairs step by step.
Lin Han was still a little dazed and didn't even hang up the communicator. The other person's shadow blending into the night was imprinted on his retina, and his mind was unable to move for a full minute.
I don’t know what He Yunting will say to me, what he will do, how I should respond, or just don’t think about anything and let him do whatever he wants.
Gululu slid out from its little blanket and looked at Lin Han, who was standing there blankly, with some confusion.
It first tugged at Lin Han's trouser leg, and when it saw that he didn't react, it climbed up along the leg, then climbed all the way up, and finally stopped at the side of Lin Han's neck, rubbing him stickyly.
Lin Han finally came back to his senses and gently took Gululu from his shoulder to his palm, but he didn't say anything.
No matter what, Lin Han felt that he needed to do something else to distract himself. He was clearly just waiting for He Yunting to come up, but he felt at a loss during these few minutes, as if his breathing and heartbeat were being grabbed by an invisible hand.
Perhaps Lin Han's nervousness also had a certain impact on Gululu. It seemed to sense its master's uneasiness and didn't know how to comfort him. In the end, it could only try to stretch out its short tail and tickle his palm.
Lin Han seemed to have just come back to his senses. After closing the window, he walked step by step to the door and turned the lock.
At the same time, the man appeared in front of him.
He Yunting walked in a hurry, his breathing was not as steady as usual, his chest rose and fell slightly, but his eyes remained silent.
The two hadn't seen each other for only a few days, but the days in the border area and with the strange creatures seemed like a long time ago, and every scene seemed like a lifetime ago when recalled.
Lin Han just looked up at him.
He Yunting seemed to have really lost weight, his eyebrows and eyes were even deeper and sharper than when they first met, and the corners of his lips were still straight and cold, as if he was really as emotionless as he looked, and nothing could shake him in the slightest.
Gululu didn't expect that the person coming was him, but he didn't react as violently as Lin Han expected. He just made an angry "squeak", and then slowly retreated knowing full well his own strength.
In the unbearable silence, He Yunting finally tried to take a step closer and then closed the door with his backhand.
"Mr. Lin." He Yunting didn't care why Lin Han called him by his full name just now, and still called him politely.
The alienation between the two still exists.
Lin Han didn't know why, but just by opening her eyes and looking at him, she felt an unbearable sadness in her heart.
He had an urgent urge. Just by looking at the man in front of him, he wanted to rush over and hug him desperately. The tighter the better. It would be best if their bones and blood could blend together and be inseparable.
He wanted He Yunting to call him by his name instead of politely saying a title that anyone could say.
He wanted He Yunting to only see him and only say his name.
Lin Han remembered the rough calluses on the other's fingers, his hug, and his heartbeat, which was once as uneven as his own.
Just thinking about this, Lin Han suddenly felt so sad that he wanted to cry.
He Yunting didn't know why Lin Han's eyes turned red as soon as he came up, but he was worried that his actions would scare Lin Han, so he stood there at a loss, not even daring to press his fingers on the corners of his eyes.
"Mr. Lin." He called Lin Han again.
There was no response from the other party.
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He Yunting actually didn't know what he was doing.
So many things had happened in the past few days that even he could hardly cope with it.
But he still wanted to see him, but he didn't know how to tell Lin Han what had happened in the past few days.
The empire seemed to have changed in an instant. Before the exercise began, or even earlier, someone had laid the groundwork for all of this, just waiting for them to jump into the pit step by step.
Someone was not sure who it was, but someone started trying to get rid of He Yunting with all possible means, no matter what method was used.
Ever since the time they wiped out the star pirates, it was impossible for the star pirates to rush up and die together with He Yunting in such a desperate way, so that in the end he cut off half of his mecha arm and injured his right shoulder.
As for the celebration banquet and dance that followed, they knew clearly that such an assassination would not succeed. Since such an omega was useless anyway, they might as well give it a try. There was a one in a thousand chance that everyone wanted to kill He Yunting.
Qi Jiaze was considered a relatively successful experimental subject. He managed to get on the warship with great difficulty. Unfortunately, he failed at the last moment and was forcibly pulled back by his brother.
Not to mention the accidents that occurred during the exercise, the innocent sacrifice of Ji Meng, and the Zerg that had been lying in ambush for a long time.
Public opinion and pressure from the crown prince are secondary. Their goal is to cause chaos in the empire and keep He Yunting on edge at all times - because no one knows when new accidents will occur.
The reason why Xu Zhiheng came to greet him that day was because when He Yunwei had not yet returned, Luo Qi began to take advantage of the chaos to win over forces, and Xu Zhiheng learned from Jiang Lian that the research was not banned, but restarted instead.
He was worried that more serious consequences might occur, and finally decided to seek help from He Yunting.
So many things have happened during this period that no one can guarantee that the Zerg will not invade again, and the situation in the empire has changed again.
Even so, He Yunting would still take some time every day to leave the base alone and stand in front of this building for a long time.
Just this would allow him to regain his peace.
But that's all.
He Yunting was always calm and composed in the face of any situation, but he lost his composure and confidence when facing Lin Han.
The tulips in the manor were about to bloom, but he didn't even have the courage to speak. He could only stand downstairs and look at the window, watching it light up and go out. Only then would he return to the base and face the chaotic situation.
He Yunting originally thought about whether he should just say it out loud regardless of the consequences.
But that would just leave the problem to Lin Han.
He didn't dare to go up to Lin Han because he couldn't give a definite promise.
He was still the sharp sword of the empire, but he couldn't even firmly tell an omega with whom he had had sex that he liked her.
What if something still happens? Even if he can try his best to protect Lin Han from harm, he cannot guarantee his own safety.
He Yunting was never afraid of death. He was only afraid that if he couldn't do what he said, Mr. Lin would be sad.
How dare he make a promise so easily.
How dare I make him sad?
All of He Yunting's hesitations in his life seemed to have been spent here.
This feeling became stronger when he saw Lin Han.
And the stronger it was, the more timid he became.
I want to love you and kiss you.
But I am worried that the promise I made will go bad, that an accident will separate us, and that even if you and I exchanged blood, it would still not be complete.
He Yunting's eyes dimmed.
The young man in front of him had a flushed face, rapid breathing, and a mist in his eyes that he could not understand, and he only felt sadness.
"...You have a fever." He Yunting began to hate himself every time he said this, but he couldn't find a better way that could come in handy at this time.
Lin Han seemed even sadder when he heard this.
He did not directly answer He Yunting's question, but just bit his lip and looked at him.
"Mr. Lin, I'll take you to the hospital." He Yunting said in a low voice, but turned his eyes away after saying this.
He didn't want to see Lin Han sad, but he couldn't think of a better way to make him happier.
Lin Han just kept shaking his head. He seemed to finally be unable to bear it any longer. He stretched out a hand and gently pushed He Yunting, as if he was complaining or venting.
He Yunting seemed to be shocked by this small force. He finally stopped avoiding Lin Han's questioning and even grabbed the hand that Lin Han stretched out, wanting to hold him in his arms.
"He Yunting, look at me." Lin Han's voice began to tremble. His brain, which had become a little drowsy due to the fever, had almost no other thoughts. All his emotions and thoughts were placed on the person in front of him. He just wanted an answer that would put him at ease.
Look at me.
You tell me.
But Lin Han really had no way of giving up the last bit of his dignity and no way of saying it directly.
The ridiculous feelings dragged him down, making his hypocritical self-esteem bleed. He was afraid of being politely rejected and afraid of having his true heart thrown away.
He became anxious and even a little uneasy. He wondered why his mind-reading ability disappeared and why he couldn't hear He Yunting's inner voice.
If he could hear what the other person was thinking, would things be different?
Something was stuffy in his chest, trying to surge up but was forced back down. In the end, it was unwilling to go up or down, blocking his throat. Lin Han's whole body was burning and he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.
He wanted to say a lot, but he couldn't.
Will you love me, will you kiss me?
Willing to hug me in despair, willing to look at me with eyes full of affection, willing to carve my name in your heart with love, so that we will never be separated again.
Lin Han thought that his self-righteous strength was just an illusion to deceive himself.
He thought that he could sustain himself for a long time with his mother's love, but he didn't expect that when he really met someone, he would be so sad that he cried when the other person didn't even give him the hug he imagined.
He wants to be loved.
Loved by my mother, loved by Gululu, and loved by He Yunting.
He needs love, lots and lots of love that belongs only to him.
"I'm not going to the hospital," Lin Han pulled He Yunting's sleeve weakly. He knew he was being willful, but he didn't want to take it back. Instead, he said coquettishly, "Just stay with me."
"Please."
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Lin Han's voice became smaller and smaller, perhaps he was defeated by the burning virus, or perhaps he let himself lie in He Yunting's arms. Finally, he fell asleep with his lips gently moving.
He Yunting hurriedly carried Lin Han back to the bed, took some basic cooling measures, and then sat back down beside his bed.
If I get too close I might catch a cold, he thought.
But He Yunting still couldn't help it, took off his coat, and hugged the young man with a sickly blush on his face again.
Lin Han's every breath was scorching hot, almost trying to eat away at his sanity bit by bit.
In a daze, He Yunting heard Lin Han mumbling in his sleep.
He seemed to be crying in his dream, with a few tears leaking from the corners of his eyes.
He Yunting even wanted to lean over and taste Lin Han's tears, but his heart ached at the sound of his crying voice.
I don't know if I was talking to myself, upset that I couldn't even say a complete logical sentence, or if I was whispering criticism to He Yunting in my dream.
His voice was soft and hazy, with a nasal tone of grievance.
"You...coward."
The author has something to say: It’s almost there, really! !
I finally figured out the confession scene! ! Don’t curse! ! Give them a chance to recognize themselves! ! (kneel)
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